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About Miskolc

So, escorts—proper fascinatin’, innit? Been around since Roman times—*cave felis*, beware the kitty, they’d say! Fact is, in old London, 18th century, these lasses had “calling cards”—saucy lil’ adverts, handed out in pubs. Cheeky sods even listed “special skills”—like, “good with whips” or “fancy a duet?” Blokes’d stumble home, pockets empty, mutterin’ *mea culpa*. Made me chuckle, that—history’s got some brass!

First off, I head outta my little place on Kék Golyó utca. Love that street, but it’s got its quirks. Like, why’s there always a random cat chillin’ on my porch? I swear, that cat thinks it owns the place. Anyway, I grab my trusty pig whistle and head to the market. Gotta get some grub for my swine, ya know?